Somebody up there hates you

Chemo, radiation, a zillion surgeries, watching my mom age twenty years in twenty months: if that's part of the Big Dude's plan, then it's pretty obvious, isn't it? Somebody Up There Hates You. SUTHY has landed me here in this hospice, where we -- that's me and Sylvie -- are the only people under 30 in the whole place, sweartogod. But I'm not dead yet. I still need to keep things interesting. Sylvie, too. I mean, we're kids, hospice-hostages or not. We freak out visitors. I get my uncle to sneak me out for one insane Halloween night. Stuff like that. And Sylvie wants to make things even more…